Although it was not the first time he heard the little paper man speak, Hou Xinting was still afraid.

A cool breath rose from his tail vertebrae and rushed straight to the Tianling Gai, and Hou Xinting only felt that the hairs on his body stood up.

Boom!

Hou Xinting swallowed a mouthful of spit, and asked in a trembling voice, "Senior, senior? Thou, what do thou command?"

After stopping for two or three days, I thought there would be no more moths, but I didn't expect that the Lori senior, who was so good-looking but very violent, actually transmitted the voice through the little paper man.

"Well, it's me! Are you going to the underground auction now?"

The little paper figure poked its little head out of its pocket, and it didn't have a mouth, but it still made a sound.

The voice is not that weird electronic synthesized sound, but Gu Qingcheng's sweet and crisp voice.

"Hello senior! I—I've arrived, I'm on the elevator!"

Hou Xinting didn't care whether Gu Qingcheng could monitor him in real time or not, he was very respectful.

Looking around, Hou Xinting was worried that someone would find something abnormal, so he took out a Bluetooth headset and hung it on his ear.

In this way, no matter how much he "talks to himself", the people around him will only think that he is talking on the phone, rather than thinking that he is actually communicating with a small paper figure.

"Hmm! Very good!"

The little paper man pretended to be old and nodded, indicating that he was very satisfied with Hou Xinting.

Looking down at this scene, Hou Xinting's mind couldn't help but depict Gu Qingcheng's beautiful and little adult appearance.

Hou Xinting couldn't tell what it was like, it was obviously beautiful, but it was very brutal.

I don't know where that senior Chi found such an awesome little apprentice.

The little paper figure continued to speak, "I'm telling you, I need a few herbs."

Hou Xinting hurriedly replied, "Okay! Senior, you can just tell me what you need!"

"Then you can remember, thousand-year-old ginseng, human-shaped He Shou Wu, seven-leaf Ganoderma lucidum......

The little paper man was not polite and talked endlessly.

When Hou Xinting reminded him to "memorize" with the little paper man, he turned on the recording mode of his mobile phone.

"Good! I've written it all down!"

Hou Xinting nodded and bowed, making a full gesture.

Then, he said with a little hesitation, "Senior, these medicinal materials seem to be very precious!"

It's not "seemingly" at all, it's absolutely.

Millennial ginseng?

Humanoid He Shou Wu?

This is really a magical world after the revival of Reiki.

In reality, the aura is depleted, and the era of the end of the Dharma is over.

At the moment of over-exploitation, it is very rare to say that ginseng is more than 500 years old.

Even if there is, the price is quite against the sky.

"I know! Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you go to the auction."

The little paper figure took it for granted.

Normal trade fairs may not have these precious and scarce medicinal materials.

However, what Hou Xinting went to was an underground auction with a Xuanmen background.

Gu Chengcheng believes that there will be "surprises" there.

Moreover, Lao Rendao also opened his mouth to add "blessings".

The corners of Hou Xinting's mouth twitched.

He really wanted to tell Senior Gu: Big man, the underground auction is not the king in the wishing pool, how can he have whatever he wants?

Also, even if there is, it is estimated that it will cause a rush.

This price, but it's really hard to say.

The little paper man Gu Tingcheng seemed to "see" Hou Xinting's micro-expression, and said arrogantly, "As for the money to buy medicine, we are not short of it!"

"Those things I gave you were dug up in the thousand-year-old tomb!"

Hou Xinting: ...... I know! I'm a well-known Hou Ye in the industry, and I know the origin of those things just by smelling them.

But—

Big guy!

Predecessor!

Grandma!

It's a spiritual weapon, not a magic weapon, if you don't ask someone in the Xuanmen to get rid of the blood, you can't even sell the price of antiques.

Gu Qingcheng seemed to "hear" Hou Xinting's heart, and said reservedly, "My thing is not a spiritual weapon, but a supreme yin and pure magic weapon!"

It was something that had been nurtured by the Yin Gathering Array for thousands of years.

Contaminated with abundant yin energy.

Although it is not an aura, sometimes, people in the Xuanmen also need such utensils.

Therefore, Gu Tingcheng's bag of funeral goods can be used as a tool!

As long as the person who knows the goods, he will give a high price.

Gu Tingcheng deliberately transmitted the sound through the little paper man, and also wanted to tell Hou Xinting: What this big guy gives you is all good things, don't sell them cheaply!

Hou Xinting: ...... Well, you are the boss, the thing is also yours, you have to sell it for a sky-high price, it's all up to you!

The elevator has reached the top floor.

Hou Xinting carried his suitcase, continued to pretend to be on the phone, and talked to the little paper man without a match.

The elevator door opened, and Hou Xinting was almost blocked by a barrier.

"Oh! There's an enchantment!"

The little paper man had an expressionless face, but he said something playful.

Hou Xinting looked surprised, "Enchantment? So, how do I get in?"

He's just a tomb robber, and he doesn't cultivate at all.

As for why the elevator entrance was set up with an enchantment, Hou Xinting also knew that this was the organizer of the underground auction who was "screening" the guests.

Only real people in the Xuanmen can enter!

If there are people who enter by mistake or try to break through, they don't need to be attacked, just an enchantment, and they can keep people out!

"Just walk in!"

Through the little paper man, Gu Tingcheng is in that rightful tone.

Hou Xinting: ......

He really wants to complain, but he doesn't know what to say?

It's to remind the big guy again: dear, don't take it for granted, you're the big guy, but I'm not!

Little Paper Man: "Stupid! You can't, don't you still have me?"

Since the enchantment has been discovered, it means that the people on this level are all from the Xuanmen.

The little paper figure is no longer shrunk in his pocket.

It deftly jumped out, hovering in front of Hou Xinting, and then raised its foot and kicked-

Rumble!

A spiritual power shield that was invisible to the naked eye was directly kicked out.

The little paper figure reached out and grabbed the edge of the opening, pulling hard, revealing a large "passage".

"Let's go!"

The little paper man shouted at Hou Xinting.

Hou Xinting: ...... It's worthy of the little paper figure that the violent Lori made.,The same "violence" as the deity.。

Silently spitting out a small groove, Hou Xinting did not hesitate, and hurriedly passed through the transparent "door".

After receiving the reply, Lou Xiangnan and the others, who came in a hurry, watched the corners of their mouths twitch as a person and a paper person walked through the enchantment so "heroically".

"This person is so strange, he has yin energy, but he has no spiritual power!"

"What's so strange, it's probably a dirt mouse."

"Huh? The suitcase he was carrying seemed a little tired!"

"It seems to have been obscured by a high-level talisman......

"! And a paper man! It was also this paper figure that broke the barrier just now!"

Several staff members of the non-governmental office stared at Hou Xinting, amazed and discussed.

Lou Xiangnan has a hunch that today's underground auction is estimated to be very lively!